What a strange one you are o:
Yuki could sense the coyote was not completely at ease with her presence. It came as no surprise, Yuki was not really the trusting type either. She wanted to say some thing to make her relax, to let her know that she really meant no harm, but no words came out. The words she longed to say were lost some where in her mind, tucked away in a box to never be seen again. The words she used to use to calm her own troubled mind were there no longer. For the stranger or for Yuki.
Yuki paced as the girl began to minister to her wounds. She looked over the buff coloured beach, mesmerized by the gentle curves that the waves left behind when it became high-tied. Every once and a while Yuki would look back to the coyote to ensure that she wasn't going to die from blood loss. A small puddle of her crimson nectar rested on a piece of wood, it was most obvious that it wasn't bothered by anything around it: The oceans waves, the beautiful coyote, the termites. She wished she could be more like that, more at peace with everything. Though she was aware the drop had no brain, or any thing needed to consider it 'alive', she still wished for it's gift to overlook things.
The coyote's words were a clutter, the spilled out to fast; like a youngster who still had a large admiration for words. She enjoyed her accent though, it was as if she was changing every word to make it her own. The over pronounced letters made her sound like some thing out of a old romance novel. She was caught off guard by the question Rosario had thought was 'rude', for it was not one asked very often. "I am not Luperci..Sadly." She admired most of those with Luperci, "Imagine what it would be like to be able to shift any time you wanted.." She wondered if it hurt, to feel all your bones grow and transform to fit the shape of some thing else. To be able to hold things in your paw... Like the hand of your significant other.
"Are you one of Luperci?" Yuki asked as she walked closer to the animal. She was dove-like and peaceful with her steps. Walking on the beach felt like walking on a cloud, each time she put one paw in front of the other, she was filled with a new feeling of bliss. "Do you want me to.. Uhm, go?" She asked quietly, she felt as if she had stayed too long, but she couldn't help but the moments too last forever...
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